Zhou Yi's Killing Intent

"Go to hell!"

Wang Dong'er's face flushed red as she shouted.

Creak, creak!

She slapped the desk hard, turning her head away again and trying to move her chair farther away.

But it was fixed in place and could not be moved at all.

After tugging at it twice with more creaking, she gave up struggling. She only shifted her little butt slightly, sitting at the very edge of the seat.

"Uh..."

Jiang Mu sighed. What a spoiled young lady. She just wanted him to coax her.

He had not realized it before, but that was what she meant.

But nothing had even happened between them, had it?

It had only been an examination, and there had only been one so far.

Yet she was acting like a jealous little wife and making him coax her. That was a bit much.

Besides, even if she was jealous, she should at least change back into her female form first!

Although the most important "fake" part of this tomboy disguise was already complete, it still looked rather strange.

"I was just curious. Why are you reacting like this?"

"Hmph, I don't think you were curious. I think you're just lecherous!"

With her back to him, Wang Dong'er folded her arms across her chest, clearly furious. She really looked like a jealous little wife.

"Uh..."

Jiang Mu opened his mouth, just about to say something, when Wang Dong'er shifted her desk again with a creak, moving as far away as possible to show that she did not want to bother with him.

"Ah."

With a sigh, he did not press the matter. He was not some simp.

He withdrew his gaze and looked forward.

Xiao Xiao had long since snapped out of it and turned her head away. While Jiang Mu and Wang Dong'er had been talking, Xiao Xiao had already regained her senses.

Realizing that she had lost her composure, her face instantly turned red. She immediately turned away, making her desk creak—though the sound had happened to overlap with Wang Dong'er's.

Now she hung her head nervously, her heart pounding.

Even from the side, Jiang Mu could see her rosy-red cheeks.

He was not about to grab her head and force her to look at him or question her, so he could only turn his attention toward the podium.

The teacher had not arrived yet.

The people around them were all discussing things heatedly.

Since he had some free time, he could check the list.

Jiang Mu checked the Revenge List, observing his enemies' conditions through it.

His silence fell into Wang Dong'er's eyes, and her cheeks immediately puffed up. She sulked in anger.

"Hmph, I knew he was a pervert."

"Next time, don't even think about making me use my hands. I'll kick you to death instead."

Jiang Mu did not notice this jealous side of her. At the moment, he was looking at the Revenge List.

Everyone's health had recovered only slightly. Only Tang San's health had returned to ninety.

Everyone else's health was below thirty or twenty.

"Ah, there are too few people."

Jiang Mu pursed his lips. But if he really drew too much hatred, accidents could easily happen.

His spur-of-the-moment idea was still too dangerous. He needed to think of another way to attract hatred.

No, not just any way—a safe way.

Only safety would let him survive. Whether he used the system's methods to draw blood essence, tortured people, or opened treasure chests.

But it seemed that only the items from treasure chests could safely draw hatred.

After thinking it over, Jiang Mu turned his attention to the four treasure chests stored in his inventory.

Why were there so many?

As the master of fortune, calling him the Father of Fortune would not be an exaggeration. Huo Yuhao was merely a Son of Fortune, yet he dared harbor killing intent toward his father. The reward naturally came with a critical hit.

Give me something good.

With that silent prayer, he directly chose to open one.

[1 billion Gold Soul Coins (If you want to build a harem and establish a faction, how can you do it without money? Take it and spend it.)]

Jiang Mu: ???

There were plenty of ways to make money!

He had drawn so much blood essence. He could package it, refine it into pills, and sell those pills. Once they replenished their blood, he could draw it out again!

Wouldn't that make money flow in endlessly?

And if all else failed, he could rob the rich to aid the poor—rob others of their wealth to aid his own poverty!

Yet this first reward had fobbed him off with Soulshock Coins. Was that not a little too much?

[...]

[...]

A flash of white light passed by, revealing nothing but worthless items.

Only the last one remained!

Jiang Mu prayed sincerely, hoping for something good.

Buzz!

A dazzling golden light!

"What is it? What is it?"

Filled with curiosity, Jiang Mu opened the golden light to inspect it!

[Blind-Spot-Free Clairvoyance (An essential skill for perverts; it can also be used for observation in battle.)]

"This..."

Jiang Mu had just wanted to complain, but after hesitating for a moment, he decided to try it first.

He instantly mastered the technique. The next second, his vision seemed to be shrouded in white light.

Jiang Mu looked forward again, and his consciousness actually rose slowly into the air, overlooking the classroom. It truly deserved to be called complete clairvoyance.

"White Tiger?"

Jiang Mu controlled his consciousness-view and moved it away from Xiao Xiao, observing elsewhere instead.

He could switch the view on and off, observe from every angle without blind spots, and even pull it farther away to look around.

It could provide an enormous information advantage in battle, especially when extended farther.

Just then—

Tap, tap, tap!

The crisp sound of high heels came from outside the classroom door.

Jiang Mu—or rather, all the students in the classroom—subconsciously looked in that direction.

Everyone instantly held their breath at the terrifying sight.

An old woman stood there with books in her hands, looking like someone who was not easy to get along with.

Wang Dong'er quickly sat up straight. Seeing that Jiang Mu was still distracted, she jabbed him with her elbow.

"The teacher's here. Stop spacing out!"

"Oh."

Jiang Mu came back to his senses. From his perspective, he could see Zhou Yi's true appearance.

He could only marvel that there were no ugly women in fantasy worlds.

Even the black stockings on her legs gave her a mature charm.

Holding the student files in her hand, Zhou Yi's gaze swept across the students. By the time she reached the podium, she had already locked onto her target.

[Zhou Yi, Soul Emperor, killing intent: 2%, ...]

Huh?

Jiang Mu's expression changed slightly. As if he had seen it wrong, he looked back and forth between the list and Zhou Yi.

He had expected harsh special training and all kinds of mockery.

But he had not expected her to reveal killing intent the very first time they met!

Was that not far too unexpected?

Jiang Mu frowned. He closed the input method and examined Zhou Yi. Just as she looked in his direction, he deactivated the technique. Sure enough, she was wearing an old woman's human-skin mask—so disgusting it made him want to vomit.

Could it be that she felt she had failed to establish authority because he had not shown a nervous expression earlier, so she...

That reason was a little far-fetched, was it not?

Jiang Mu frowned as he thought.

However, Jiang Mu was overthinking it.

The reason for Zhou Yi's anger was that Jiang Mu had entered using an exemption slot, which made her somewhat prejudiced against him. He was lowering Zhou Yi's promotion rate!

Of course, that was not the only reason. Another student who was only just above level ten had also been assigned to her class, seemingly through connections. Zhou Yi had originally intended to put that student in their place, but the student had taken leave and never come.

Thus, Zhou Yi could only vent her anger on Jiang Mu. He was purely collateral damage.

But Jiang Mu did not care about that. Since she harbored hatred toward him, she could get on the list and be punished!

["Zhou Yi's disguise mask has been rendered ineffective" suddenly took effect.]

Did she not want to establish authority through sternness? Then he would not let her be stern. He would make her thoroughly embarrass herself.

He would strip her of every shred of dignity. As for her theories, he would refute whatever needed refuting.

Otherwise, would her killing intent toward him not have been for nothing?

Jiang Mu carefully calculated in his heart, wondering what else he could change.